Dream //myg x reader//

Chapter 6

I opened my eyes but what I saw wasn't the work of art that was Min Yoongi. It was my ceiling. That wasn't a work of art at all.

I groaned, but smiled as I rolled over, stretching. I got to meet my bias.

Or did I?

I sat up, the smile slowly draining from my face. It was a dream, wasn't it.

I wasn't ready to face school.

The smile still found it's way back onto my mouth though, my eyes half closed and hair like an overused mop.

Even if it was a dream, I still met my bias. And he was just as beautiful has I had hoped.

A/n: sorry, a short chapter and a short story... please let me know what you think of it!!! Picture not mine, and yet again he doesn't have silver hair but whatever...